Chapter 40 Fighting 3

There is only one person left in Talmud Manor. His face is ordinary. Although he has a body, his muscles are not strong, his face is full of blood spots, and he survived after a fight.

Kowloon still narrowed his eyes and quietly felt the peace before the storm. This moment was as long as thousands of years. At that moment, it was very quiet.

With the moment of tranquility of the gladiator, hundreds of millions of viewers fell into absolute silence...

"It's spectacular!" Laren struggled to watch the fierce fight in the arena, danced excitedly, looked left and right, and communicated with the nobles.

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" In this quiet quarter of an hour, a rough laugh came from the rostrum. The man had brown hair and wrinkles on his face. He was the old Count Enger, the ruler of Tomarson Manor.

"Hmm!" Garrill snorted coldly, glanced at Count Enger, and said faintly, "The great Count Enger is really hidden and trained a man-eating gladiator!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Isn't this what hundreds of millions of people expect? Master Garrill is young and promising, and his gladiators are worth training, but they can match the two five-level martial artists and seem to be famous!" Count Enger sneered at Galil's performance, especially when he saw that there were two fifth-level warriors on the field, and he took a look at the young Galile.

"Oh! Dear Master Galil, I recently heard a secret news. It is said that your gladiator* tried to devour the master. The young and mighty Galil ran away with his head and fled..." At this time, a strange voice came, but it was Garrill's s swornma, Master Rogers, who was the Talmud Manor. The owner.

"Hmm?" As soon as he heard Rogers's ridicule, he suddenly condensed, with blue light in his eyes shining and his face red, staring at Rogers fiercely.

"No way, is there such a weak manor owner? If it were my slave, I would have executed those dirty slaves on the spot!"

"Is there anything else? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"It seems that Garrill is really weak..."

Everyone has been talking about the West Asian Manor Gladiator*, but they have different views on Galil. Most of them think that young people do not do well for Galil and humiliate the aristocracy.

"Honey!" Delia gently took Galile's arm and gently comforted the angry Galil, afraid that Galil would be furious at this time.

"Hmm!" Garrill snorted coldly, pinched Delia's hand, and said quietly, "No one can see through the plan of two birds with one stone. It's stupid!"

Today, the beautiful Mesomea is dressed in a snow-white velvet skirt, with white calves ** outside, full buds waiting to be released, white neck, beautiful face, full of sunshine and youth.

Mesomea sat next to Master Feili. When he heard everyone talking about the gladiator* in the West Asia Manor, his bright big eyes flashed and his eyes moved to Gary. Although he was angry, he was not panicked. Suddenly, he seemed to understand something and understood something. The appearance is even higher for Gary.

Then his eyes turned and stared at the gladiator in the field. Far away, Kowloon closed his eyes and did not move. Shock Pollard roared like a beast, and the sledgehammer in his hand collided and rattled.

"Interesting!" Mesomia looked at Jiulong's strong body with a heavy and calm look, and couldn't help but feel a trace of curiosity about Jiulong.

Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!

After a moment of tranquility, it was the crazy shouts of hundreds of millions of people. The fierce and crazy shouts were extremely grand and shocked the world. Everyone was excited about the wireless stimulation at this moment.

Kill!

Shake Pollard's hammer bumped into each other, banged, and in the cheers of hundreds of millions of people, he slowly walked towards the most remaining Thomas Manor gladiator, with a cruel smile on his ferocious face.

qiang lang——

It was Ferris, who was led by Tomasson Manor, who was like a beast. Ferris' lips squirmed again, and swallowed a big mouthful of blood. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his bright red mouth opened wide. Hahaha laughed, "It's another meat-sgiving man!"

The half-meter-long claws roared loudly, brushing, and the fiery red fighting spirit swallowed all over the whole body. The powerful momentum of the six-level martial artist was full of vitality, and a cruel smile appeared on his face, like the lord of death reigning the world, laughing at life and death in the world without any emotion.

"Hahaha! How can you kill this savage without me, Terek!" At this time, the gladiator of Roy Manor, who was 2.5 meters tall and full of armor, laughed like a wall. The double-edged tomahawk in his hand slowly waved, moved step by step, the sky and the earth shook, and the mountains shook, and walked straight towards the three of them.

Kowloon gently closed his eyes, looking like he had nothing to do with it. He still closed his eyes and rested. The war just now was just an appetizer, and the real war has just begun!

Although Jiulong stood, he was not idle. His perception was enlarged to the maximum, and every move in the field was interpreted in his brain. Suddenly, his keen perception reached the limit. It was the gladiator of the Talmud Manor, the gladiator whose muscles were not prominent and his face was ordinary. At this time, his lips He moved slightly, his eyes flashed, and he glanced around, holding a fighting dagger in his hand, slowly changing his position, as if he was preparing for a fatal blow.

"Magician!" Jiulong suddenly opened his eyes, and a little golden light flashed away. He looked at the magician in surprise and immediately turned his eyes. Maybe at this time, he thought that no one knew that he was a magician and treated him in his own way!

"It's unwise to startle the snake!" Jiulong's eyes flashed, quietly felt the transformation in the field, and was fully prepared to respond to changes, decisively and fatally hit.

Boom——

Suddenly, a shocking momentum broke out in the field. The first one was the big Hanter Lake of Roy Manor and the savage Ferris of Thomas Manor. Both of them were six-level warriors and extremely strong warriors. One was tall, powerful, the other was fierce and swallowed human flesh. This encounter was like The tip of the needle turned to Mai Mang and turned his eyes to start a shocking battle.

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Shock Pollard's ferocious face trembled, his scarlet tongue licked his lips, and the big hammer swung round, directly hitting the other two people, one against two, without fear at all!

hong——hong——hong——

Between the twists and turns, several people have fought for several rounds, and the war is in full swing. At this time, the ordinary Talmud Manor gladiator, that is, the magic fighter's expression suddenly became ferocious and terrible. The dagger was used as a magic wand, suddenly pointed forward and directly aimed at the scene of the war.

buzz——

Suddenly, a secret wave came, and the whole ground began to shake and tremble! Suddenly, the whole ground suddenly changed. One by one, about one was about one meter long, and the earth glittering ground burst out, with a radius of ten meters in size, six-level magic, ground thrust array!

Ah! Ah! Suddenly, there were two screams, but two six-level warriors who fought with Shock Pollard were accidentally stabbed directly by the ground. One was directly pierced through the body, blood flowed and died, and the other was a pierced heel. Sensen's white bones leaked out, and the shape was miserable.

Shock Pollard was stabbed in his leg when he couldn't avoid it, and the blood oozed out, but the crazy Shock Pollard didn't know the pain at all. While the two panicked, the sledgehammer suddenly hit out and smashed the other person's head with one hammer.

"Hahaha!" Shock Pollard looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, raised the huge hammer in his hand, and roared repeatedly, as if crazy!

"Magician!"

Trek was shocked and struggled to avoid Firis's claws. His eyes flashed and looked at the magician. Trek was also surprised. He looked at the magician in surprise, and there was a little panic on his face. "There is no doubt that the magician's attack is powerful. Although his weakness is the magician's fatal weakness, the magic fighter But I overcame this weakness!"

Kowloon looks fierce and gloomy. It's time to attack. The magician is his favorite. He has his own tonic and has the Kowloon Tower. With the ability to devouring spiritual power, Jiulong has become the nemesis of all the magicians on the continent!

Brothers, red ticket collection!